Hearts Of Olden Glory

There’s thunder clouds around the hometown bay
As I walk out in the rain
Through the sepia showers
And the photoflood days
I caught a fleeting glimpse of life
And though the water’s black as night
The colours of Scotland leave you young inside
There’s a vision coming soon
Through the faith that cleans your wound
Hearts of olden glory will be renewed
Down the lens where the headlands stand
I feel a healing through this land
A cross for a people
Like wind through your hands
There must be a place under the sun
Where hearts of olden glory grow young